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hoop
I taught my mother to use a hula hoop. She hadn't ever tried it, but managed to get second place in a competition on her first try. Some people said it was beginners luck, but I know it was my excellent coaching.
bellow
Worms oozed from the sponged earth and moaned bellowing as the sun slid itself overhead burning the helpless, crisped squirmers.
crisp
The weather today reminded me of fried potatoes. Fried til it was white, sparkling. Whipping, spilling Burning my skin. Iced. Frozen. Crisped.
carved
I used to live across the street from a railroad. There were thousands of rocks that lined the sides. Once, I found something I thought was treasure. It had to be a carved Native American decoration. To my chagrin, my father said, "No, Nick, that's a trilobite." In my disappointment, I threw it as far as I could into the woods.
flood
After me comes the (flood) overwhelming sense of hope of joy of peace Before comes the wait the Advent.
panorama
White. From end to end like a panorama of hung, frozen bedsheets over fields that were once alive.
gown
I bought my mother a nightgown for Christmas when I was young. I couldn't keep the secret for longer than three days. I'm the same today as I was then; I can't keep nightgowns hidden for long.
platinum
Platinum may be prettier or more perfect, but I'll take my silver over her any day.
deserve
Christmastime seems to make people feel like they deserve the big screen televisions, the iPhones, the nonsense. What people really deserve, though, is fresh drinking water. Food on the table. A bed to sleep in. Someone to love them.
obey
I've no choice under the rules of winter. I play my cards how I may, but not even a spade could dig me out of the mounds of snow. buried.